Tag: Book

It is not funny that you say you are “so OCD” when you rush to adjust the tilted table cloth and your friends laugh about it. It is not funny because you don’t know what it’s like for a slight tilt to remind me of how ugly my crooked smile is. And nothing can change... Continue Reading →

It was 4:30 in the morning, and things like that always happen in 4:30 in the morning. It was one of the many nights that she felt like an alien in her body because somewhere beneath her skin, the only home she knew was him. At nights, she would get tired of the mask she’s... Continue Reading →

I'm interested in sunsets and road trips and people who don't settle for the ordinary and those who believe in myths and magic I'm interested in the ocean not the shore and late-night phone calls discussing life and death and everything in between I'm interested in conversations that discuss the characters in books in such a... Continue Reading →

Every one was busy outside and every thing was happeningIn this hour of darkness in the cityIt was drizzling outside Almost full moon And they were alone on a couch leather boots off She was in his hoodieIt felt like there's a pianist in a corner flowery gardens beneath their feetAnd constellations dancing in the... Continue Reading →